When An Changqiu began to prepare how to deal with Bai Jitong, in a courtyard in Hejianghai City, a woman with a rather delicate appearance walked into the room angrily.

Seeing this, a beautiful woman in the room glanced at her daughter a little strangely.

"Xiaorui, what's the matter, who made you angry?"

She has never seen her daughter so angry, so she is also slightly puzzled in her heart, and she doesn't know what happened to her daughter.

"Hmph, some guys on Weibo are really hateful, the poems are obviously very good, and my daughter likes everything I read, but the people on Weibo just think that the poems are too badly written, and they want to scold my daughter to death!"

Zhong Congrui said angrily, in the end, it was a girl, besieged by so many people, and scolded as a water army, with eyes without beads, and so on, which directly made her lungs explode.

"What kind of poetry can provoke such a big anger from my good granddaughter?"

Before the beautiful woman could speak, an old man who came out of the study smiled slightly, and then asked Zhong Congrui.

When Zhong Congrui heard this, a flash of joy quickly flashed on his face, "Grandpa, why are you here!"

"What, don't you want to see grandpa come?" the old man suddenly pretended to be angry and asked.

"What's the matter, Xiaorui is still trying to find you, grandpa, look at this poem, granddaughter thinks that this poem is already more than that Wenyu's Qixi poem, but on Weibo, especially the poetry association, it is hard to say that this poem is just grandstanding, and there is no taste of poetry in it. ”

Zhong Congrui directly took out her mobile phone, then took the mobile phone, handed it to the old man, and said to him eagerly, compared to the words of those poetry associations, she believed her grandfather's evaluation more.

If her grandfather's evaluation is still not good, then she will die and feel that this poem is not good.

"Oh, the Tanabata poem that surpasses Wen Yu? Isn't that the first Tanabata poem in the ages?"

When the old man heard this, he was slightly stunned, and then took the mobile phone, and looked at it carefully, and the old man's face also had a trace of casual look, in his opinion.

If you want to surpass Wenyu's Tanabata poems, it is actually very difficult, where is it so simple, if it is so simple, then it is not the first Tanabata poem of the ages.

It's just that when he saw the Qixi poem, his original casual face gradually became solemn at this time, and his eyes were full of surprise, staring at the screen for a long time.

Zhong Congrui on the side saw this, and he didn't dare to gasp, he looked at his grandfather cautiously, looking at his grandfather's expression, his grandfather seemed to be looking at the poems, and he attached great importance to it.

After a long while, the bell Congrui couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to say something, but at this time, the old man finally let out a breath slowly, and then his face was extremely complicated.

"Who wrote this poem?"

The moment the old man raised his head, he turned his head to look at his granddaughter beside him, and then asked.

"Well, it's an author who writes novels, he wrote this poem in the novel he wrote, and then said in it that this poem is better than Wenyu's poem, which made some people extremely dissatisfied, and then scolded this author on Weibo. ”

Zhong Congrui didn't hesitate at all, and directly said what he knew, and then asked extremely nervously, "How about grandpa, how is this poem written, can it be compared to that Wenyu?"

"You kid, that Wenyu's Tanabata poems, but they are the first in the ages, where is it so easy to surpass. ”

Before the old man could speak, the beautiful woman on the side directly responded at this time, and in her subconscious, she subconsciously felt that this was an impossible thing.

When the old man heard this, he immediately shook his head helplessly, and then looked at the beautiful woman, and did not say anything more.

"This Qixi poem, in my opinion, has surpassed that Wenyu, especially this last sentence, if the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight, this sentence can be said to be the finishing touch, such a poem, it is hard to imagine, it is actually written by an author who writes a novel. ”

Zhong Kaifu said a sentence with a slight emotion at this time, in his tone, he was quite embarrassed, but more, it was full of surprise, to be able to write such a poem, the talent of this author is definitely very high.

He was old, and he didn't have much desire to pursue these fame and the like, but it would definitely be the happiest thing for him to see a new poet rise.

"Really, this poem has surpassed that Wenyu?"

Hearing this, Zhong Congrui suddenly jumped up excitedly, and then her face was full of surprise, from the first time she saw this poem, she liked it.

And later, when she saw that so many people were burying this poem, she was directly scolded as a dog.

Now, she is finally able to prove that her thoughts are not wrong, where is she unhappy!

Zhong Congrui's mother on the side was slightly stunned when she heard this, and then her face was full of disbelief, if someone else said this, she would definitely only scoff, but this came out of her father-in-law's mouth, where did she dare to do this?

You must know that this father-in-law of his own, but there are masters in the poetry world, and those people from the Poetry Association are here with him, and if you say something unkind, you don't even deserve to lift shoes!

It's just that Wenyu has written countless people who have written the first Qixi poems of the ages, and now, is it difficult to achieve this, and be surpassed by a latecomer?

"Great, grandpa, you help, hurry up and write a Weibo, help clarify, these people are really hateful, the author obviously wrote such a good poem, but he just wants to constantly belittle him, and seal the book!"

Zhong Congrui's face was full of joy at this time, and while taking out her mobile phone, she said to her grandfather that she naturally knew her grandfather's identity.

Although it has been fading out for many years, as long as his grandfather comes forward, these rumors are absolutely self-defeating.

Compared with the authority of those poetry associations, the authority of his grandfather, but compared to them, it is even stronger, it can be said that his grandfather's side is genuine, and the people of the poetry association are at most an imitation.